User blog comment:Biggren/A Highway Beast's Life/@comment-3135907-20120102183904/@comment-4512067-20120501163054

Palug's face twists into a cruel grin "Ooh, ya `eard that, Garr? Stoatie here's "givin' us orders"..." Garred chuckles, a dagger already in his paw, hovering meters from Redleg's face "Reckon we'll fix that, mate-I always wondered what stoats looked like wid no eyes!" Palug suddenly slams Redleg into the dirt, whipping his own dagger out "Night, night, stoatie" He whispered, before both knives found their mark